dead donkey...
A hillbilly called Kenny moved to Texas and bought a donkey from a farmer for
$100.00. The farmer agreed to deliver the donkey the next day.
The following day the farmer drove up and said, "Sorry, son, but I have
some bad news. The donkey died."
Kenny replied, "Well then, just give me back my money.
The farmer said, I'm sorry, I can't do that. I spent it.
Kenny said, "OK. Just bring me the dead donkey."
The farmer asked, "What are you going to do with him?"
Kenny answered, "I"m going to raffle him off."
The farmer said "You can't raffle off a dead donkey!"
Kenny responded "Sure I can. I just won't tell anybody he's dead."
A month later the farmer met up with Kenny and asked, "What happened with
that dead donkey?"
Kenny answered, "I raffled him off. I sold 500 tickets at two dollars
apiece and made a profit of $998.00."
The farmer asked, "Did anyone complain?"
Kenny said, "Just the guy who won, so I gave him back his two dollars."
Kenny grew up and eventually became the chairman of a corporate giant.
(Compliments of Mike B.)
$100.00. The farmer agreed to deliver the donkey the next day.
The following day the farmer drove up and said, "Sorry, son, but I have
some bad news. The donkey died."
Kenny replied, "Well then, just give me back my money.
The farmer said, I'm sorry, I can't do that. I spent it.
Kenny said, "OK. Just bring me the dead donkey."
The farmer asked, "What are you going to do with him?"
Kenny answered, "I"m going to raffle him off."
The farmer said "You can't raffle off a dead donkey!"
Kenny responded "Sure I can. I just won't tell anybody he's dead."
A month later the farmer met up with Kenny and asked, "What happened with
that dead donkey?"
Kenny answered, "I raffled him off. I sold 500 tickets at two dollars
apiece and made a profit of $998.00."
The farmer asked, "Did anyone complain?"
Kenny said, "Just the guy who won, so I gave him back his two dollars."
Kenny grew up and eventually became the chairman of a corporate giant.
(Compliments of Mike B.)
posted by The Editor at
7:14 PM
8 Comments:
It's as you said, Link. A raffle is a lottery. It's gambling. You can't allow gambling unless the govenment or the big guys make a quid out of it.
The little guy making a quid without someone up the food chain getting their cut? Dream on, girl!
You've reminded me of this post >>>
That story is all over the internet. Mostly it's about a Mexican fisherman, rather than a Greek.
Why does this sound like John Howard's election strategy?
I don't think it is, JahTeh. There's no money in raffling off Alexander Downer...
Stop that Gerry, that is just too distressing an image (I just imagined a couple of blokes carting a tray around the club on Friday, which has a Downer with an apple in his mouth on it).
I met him a few times in 1974. Bleieve it or not, he has improved...sort of.
Phil, Downer represents for me, everything that is wrong with private school education...
Am waiting (but not holding breath) for the day when schools get allocated billions from the budget .. and the Army, Navy and Airforce have to hold chook raffles to buy new equipment .. heh.
Davo, private schools already do. The poor paying for the education of the rich. Ain't capitalism great?
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